The Play of Light

Two thousand years ago, an ancient True Dragon used all the dragon energy of its lifetime to seal away a sword.

Two thousand years later, a young dragonkin came to draw the sword, only to have the sword spirit “trick” him out of his reverse scale.

“Now that I’ve been drawn, no one will be spared wherever my blade points. So what if they’re gods?!”

“So please, be the hand that wields my sword.”

P.S.:

Also known as Who Stole My Reverse Scale?

[Steampunk fantasy setting]

[Arrogant, domineering demoness X cool, aloof, and unhinged puppy boy]